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Joy, tinge of malice.
Oct. 16th, 2004 02:25 amThe girlfriend of the annoying guy next door is puking her guts out. I have schadenfreude.
She's always over here, cooking not-very-yummy-smelling things and leaving dirty dishes in the sink.
Ahh, justified holier-than-thou. Gotta love it.
Also, at least one person (how much ya wanna bet it's a freshman?) being carted away in an ambulance. His/her own damn fault, imho. I mean, who teaches these kids to drink nowadays?! Drinking until you puke and/or pass out is NOT necessary to have a good time, and this dance is not the time to experiment!
The Yonkers FD must hate us so so much.
She's always over here, cooking not-very-yummy-smelling things and leaving dirty dishes in the sink.
Ahh, justified holier-than-thou. Gotta love it.
Also, at least one person (how much ya wanna bet it's a freshman?) being carted away in an ambulance. His/her own damn fault, imho. I mean, who teaches these kids to drink nowadays?! Drinking until you puke and/or pass out is NOT necessary to have a good time, and this dance is not the time to experiment!
The Yonkers FD must hate us so so much.
